Therapy Planet No. 13

Lucas was repeatedly simulating in his mind how to discuss "borrowing soldiers" after meeting with the boss who did not stay.

According to the routine, coercion is the best way to persuade to join.

But this method is not suitable for this kind of environment where everyone is at risk.

Lucas suddenly regretted not taking Dawn with him.

After all, the one who knows all of this and is most convincing is this kid.

Although the identities of Angel and Lu Yi can also prove some facts, one of them has no persuasive skills, and the other is too eloquent. Mental state can slip to the edge at any time...

I don't know how many "door masters" who don't stay here believe.

Hey.

Thinking of this, Lucas sighed deeply.

Since the situation has developed in an uncontrolled direction, he feels more and more that his desire to win or lose has dropped by a layer.

The development of the situation has exceeded the limit of his ability, but the situation has pushed him to the opposite stage, uniting all forces.

If it was purely a political or ideological struggle, he would still be able to keep his faith and persevere.

But Lucas has increasingly felt his powerlessness over the situation.

To solve this situation, professional talents are needed.

If Jessica is a professional hacker, Locke is a professional biologist, and Amphitheater is a professional intelligence officer…

Lucas is very precise in his positioning, whether it is White Shark or Captain, that is all nicknames.

He is only professional as a politician.

Lucas always thought that their Tang family was expelled from the alliance because of political struggles with different ideas.

They have been working hard to establish the equal and free society of the early days of the Commonwealth.

Generations have changed until now.

—until now he finds out that it is not.

They are actually the victims of a force that existed long before the Federation was established and planted its chess pieces.

The Luo family is a chess piece, while the Tang family is a waste piece who was kicked out of the chessboard.

As a politician, Lucas knows that this is a force that has surpassed politics, and he is powerless to contend, but his instinct still makes him choose to do the only thing he can do.

Twist the stray things into a cord.

This is the only power he possesses, and it is also extremely fearful.

When used well, it is a spear used to overcome the deadlock, and when used badly, it is a dagger used for suicide.

Where the tip of the knife is aimed at is a matter of one thought.

That's how Boyd was destroyed.

Lucas sighed depressedly and lit a cigarette.

As soon as he took a sip, the surrounding alarms went out with the flames of the cigarette butts.

There is an attack!

Shake off soot and fire almost at the same time.

Lucas didn't care about his image, he rolled over and lay down on the ground.

After the violent shock, he regained his senses in a state of deafness, and found that the hem of his coat was licked by flames, so he quickly pulled the coat off his body.

Lucas shook off the foldable one-handed gun barrel.

Marta's intense firepower continued to chase after him.

Angel is talking to the "Sect Master".

The "gatekeeper" who didn't stay was a woman with a big wave, holding a hookah in her hand, lying barefoot on the high seat covered with down, listening with interest to Angel telling her about the great return. everything.

The conversation was interrupted by the droid guard who had cut off half of his head.

It brought news of an attack on the space station.

"Oh?"

The door owner raised her eyelids, and she looked at the picture projected by the robot—obviously, the previous cutting of the infection core was too violent, and even the camera was accidentally damaged, and the picture projected by the robot was also missing. a corner.

Just cut off Marta's head.

"Ah, I remembered." The door owner let out a sigh of smoke lazily, "It's our old friends with the brothers."

It seems that she doesn't need to look at the database, she can recognize every registered mercenary who does not stay.

"Marta?" You don't need to see the face, just the voice that passed the test is enough for Lu Yi to recognize at a glance, "Why is she here?"

— still in such a fanciful way.

"Your enemy?" The door owner glanced at Lu Yi, with no intention of interfering.

Lu Yi instinctively shook his head: "No."

"Yes." Angel cut off Lui's voice.

"But I personally don't think she's here for us this time." Angel pointed to the live fight in the space station, "No matter how you look at it, her target is him."

Lui: "…"

"It doesn't matter." The sect master said, "Anyway, people are attracted by you, so you discuss the loss of the space station, who will pay?"

Angel: "Of course not us."

Lui: "…"

"Well."

The sect master swallowed the clouds, and his voice was a little tired: "According to what you mean... Which faction is this? It won't be our regular soldiers, right?"

"Tower of Babel." Angel took a deep breath, and flashed back countless images of himself being kidnapped by Marta, his tone became a bit gnashing of teeth, and said viciously, "She is a tower sect. "

"Where's the evidence?"

"Killing her is the proof."

Angel's eyes gradually became red, and after saying this, he couldn't help but want to rush out.

Lu Yi quickly grabbed her and put his fingers on Angel's pulse, and found that her breathing and heart rhythm had indeed become abnormal.

This is crazy performance.

Although he knew intellectually that this disease was random, Lui still had a rare headache.

Why do you choose at such a time?

"Angol, calm down." Lu Yi tried to persuade her, "We don't know how many people she took with her, and going out now is killing her."

"One person." The sect master dismissed Lu Yi's excuse in time, "But I remind you, if you don't make a move, no matter how ferocious white sharks are, they won't be able to match the well-armed greedy wolves, right? If I remember correctly, today The one who wants to see me is the captain of the interstellar pirates, right?"

If you die, you can't see anything.

Angel protested loudly: "Lu Yi, let me go! I will solve this rival in love with my own hands!!"

The door owner was full of interest: "What? Rival in love?"

Lu Yi's attitude was indifferent: "It's nothing, you heard wrong."

She pulled Angel backhand and put a handle in her hand. Gun, clasped her wrist, looked into her eyes, and said seriously, "This gun is for your own protection. After you go out, follow me closely and don't act without authorization, do you hear?"

"I do not!"

"Be good, be obedient." Lu Yi took her hand and kissed the corner of his mouth, "I want to make an end, it's my business and hers, don't interfere."

Angel fell silent.

She stayed where she was, looking at Lu Yi, her breathing gradually became steady, and her chaotic mood seemed to have dropped a lot.

"it is good."

she says.

Louis turned around and ran back to the space station.

Although Lucas was not hit, his body was scratched by the fragments brought by countless shock waves.

He didn't bring a single-person mecha when he went out, and only carried self-defense weapons with him. At this time, the firepower of a starship was naturally extremely embarrassing.

No plans to intervene.

Lucas realized the problem after fighting for a while.

If this goes on, you will surely die.

Thinking of this, he finally couldn't continue to escape.

Turning around to aim at the starship and raising your hand at the risk of being hit is a one-shot.

boom—

The one-handed barrel cut a hole in the starship.

The starship has a big target, and it is a matter of course to be hit.

It's just that the price of this hit is too great.

Several holes were pierced through the entire abdomen of Lucas by the dense machine gun bullets.

He was struggling to hold his stomach, trying to make the blood flow less.

But in desperation, Marta jumped off the starship wearing a mech.

High-energy particles gathered in her hands, in the shape of a long sword.

wow-

The long sword was raised high, and Lucas did not know when she rushed in front of him, and he closed his eyes.

The arc falls.

Zira.

It was the sound of high-density energy rubbing his scalp, and Lucas felt a gust of wind and a heat wave bounce from his back.

With a snort, it deflected Marta's lightsaber.

Luckily he only lost one ear.

Marta, who was standing in front of him, froze.

good chance!

Lucas tries to take down Marta, but finds that the blood loss and pain have caused him to lose control of the corpse.

He leaned aside and fell to the ground.

Then heard Marta's bewildered voice--if he judged correctly--that emotion should be called bewilderment.

"Louis?"

How will you be here?

Angel stood behind Lu Yi and gave her a strange smile.

Reached out, bent four fingers, and said hello.

Marta thought it was just an ordinary task.

Killing Lucas, life or death, is an account of the Tower of Babel.

Marta is also not sure whether she still has the so-called "belief" in Babel.

But faith has become a habit.

She was born living in a habit constructed by others, and then spent more than twenty years consolidating this habit.

Faith has penetrated into her whole body, so that when she began to burst into her own thoughts and had to hide her beliefs and even deviated from them for a short time, she still chose to go back to the original point.

attempt to go back in time.

Pretend nothing happened.

She has done so successfully over the past twenty years.

Louie is the save point of her life.

That nightmare that haunted Louis for countless days and nights was the reset point of Marta's life.

Time and time again, she saw her own shadow in the mirror, grasping the old habits of the past countless times.

Tell her that she is still her.

What Marta doesn't realize is that something happens just happens.

No matter how you pretend, growth and change are the eternal theme.

Looking at Marta, Lui felt a strange feeling in his heart.

She used to think Marta was another herself.

But now she was shocked that the two of them were nothing alike.

There were several pieces of military defense mecha attached to Lui's knuckles—the one the door owner threw to her before she left—and the particle gun in his hand was still steaming.

It was with this gun that she intercepted Marta's lightsaber just now.

"I haven't seen Army in action."

Lu Yi remembered the words that the door owner sent along with the mecha through the mouth of the robot.

"I look forward to seeing you give me a wonderful duel."

Lu Yi vaguely guessed the purpose of the door owner's establishment of no-stay.

This is a pervert who takes pleasure in appreciating people's fighting.

"Marta."

The gun in Lui's hand has been atomized and turned into a long sword of equal size. She stared at Marta and said slowly:

"You shouldn't be here."

A sigh.

The long sword pierced the sky.

No shadow can be seen.

The author has something to say: Thank you Chi Chi Mines x1